Wanna get hired at a new and controversial buffet restaurant.
I get to my interview and my prospective boss goes through the normal line of questions before insisting he has to see how my boy tits wobble when I walk. It's an integral part of their brand after all. He then has to see how gropable I am, of course I agree, letting him grope my fat nipples, gut, ass and thighs. He even demands I show him how fat my pussy looks in a thong. I blush but agree to everything... I know what's expected for this position afterall ... hence why I want the job. When I drop my drawers he's a little surprised to see my massive nuts and cock on top of my other assets. I blush brighter and ask if it'll be a problem but he says of course not, he'll happily integrate it into my role here. The final step is for him to take my measurements for my uniform, a cowkini.
Of course he has to put a few loads in me first to get the most "accurate" measurement... I start first thing tomorrow morning.
I get to work and my boss has me strapped down in the middle of the dining area. He tells me he has to open me up so I can be filled to capacity. He mostly uses his massive cock to bully open my ass, pussy and nipples, but to keep the gapes from closing up he inserts some kind of ring gag in each sloppy hole. Then he calls the cooks from the kitchen who bring out sheets of delicious food. Some of its hot already where some isn't, but that's no issue. A few hours in my sweaty holes will bring everything up to temp.
They start shoveling and pouring it in, stuffing it deeper with their fists and even cocks. The extra cum is fine... again that's just part of the brand afterall. Everyone who's going to eat here is coming for exactly that. As a final touch my boss hangs a sign from my neck that has an arrow pointing to my mouth/throat. It says 'put tips here'. Below that is a diferent arrow pointing at my winking dickhole and saggy foreskin that's labeled 'for rubbish and dirty dishes'. He pulls my foreskin closed with a clamp that customers can remove and replace at will to help keep my nuts packed until days end. My first day starts with a loooooooong line of people excited for the grand opening.
The breakfast shift is pretty manageable, people scooping large portions of scrambled eggs and potatoes out from my sensitive, trembling, over taxed holes. Handfuls of patrons rape my throat at their leisure. It's company policy that I thank them through mouthfuls of smeg and pubes. When the food starts to get low people get rougher with their utensils, reaching their whole arms down inside and scraping my inner walls with spatulas and tongs. I'm shocked by how hard it makes me cum, which helps push out the deepest, most soaked and fermented food sludge from inside me. Most of the customers are very good about returning their dishes to me by simply shoving the uneaten food and used dishware down my dickhole as instructed. Others decide to get creative and shove their uneaten meals into my mouth so as to "not waste" before proceeding to force the rest down my cock and eventually into my nuts. Boss saves water that way, he said it's more cost effective to just buy new dishware every month than to wash them.
The lunch rush was harder. People got sloppy and started shoving the serving spoons down my cock instead of returning them to my other holes. Patrons got impatient and decided to scoop food out with their bare hands. A few younger guys found my prostate that way and had a lot of fun abusing it until I thought my balls might explode. I got a lot of tips then, so much my stomach wobbled every time someone bumped into me to serve themselves. I couldn't stop thanking our loyal customers though... they were being so generous with their cum, it felt so good.
The dinner shift is when my uniform finally snapped and fell to the floor. The kitchen staff had really packed my holes full... fuck. I was thinking I may not survive another round when my boss announced to everyone flocking to the unconventional buffet that he was gonna allow a special promotion for our opening night. Anyone in the building was permitted to fuck my food filled holes and eat directly from them for the last three hours of the night, free of charge... I moaned dumbly, barely able to comprehend what was gonna happen.
People stayed way longer than what would be normal for a dinner meal, waiting out the clock so they could each have a chance to use me to the fullest extent. Lots of people were getting so eager and excited their dicks and cunts were already on full display, jacking it to the anticipation. The whole building reeked and I couldn't stop moaning. I don't think people were even making plates anymore, planning to just dive head first into my abused, sloppy troughs I had for holes. The kitchen staff kept packing more servings into me despite there being no new room for it, ensuring each guest would get to have their fill soon. I can't believe how lucky I am to get to work here, I just hope my brain doesn't break completely on just the first night...
-📖 (a weird one I know... sorry lol. May or may not continue if you enjoy it lmao)
God damn another gold star from you anon. Being a public use restaurant serving cow, taking tips orally and having people scraping the insides of your milk ducts with serving utensils...God. beautiful work anon thank you
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